Fortunately, his divine sense was already stronger than that of ordinary people, and he was almost no less than that of the Great Perfection Cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info so as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, he immediately came to his senses with a slight pain.

And after he heard the cold snort before, with his ear, he instantly judged that the person who was chasing him was Biying Zhenren.

After receiving the woman's blow with a pale face, his figure was immediately submerged in the light emitted by the teleportation array.

After a whirlwind, when Dongfang Mo reappeared, it was already in a dim and damp place.

After looking around, he saw wisps of black gas spreading. At his feet, there were some scattered dry bones.

This was the place of the ghost mound that he was quite familiar with.

Dongfang Mo's figure suddenly disappeared into the miasma in front of him.

When he had only walked a thousand feet or so, he found black shadows around him, wandering towards him. If you look closely, these black shadows are countless Yin spirits with different expressions.

On the bodies of these Yin Spirits, they all exuded fluctuations in the Qi Refining Period, or the Foundation Building Period. Dense and countless.

But Dongfang Mo knew that this was only the periphery, and in the depths of the ghost mound, there would be more Yin Spirits, and most of them would be in the Ning Dan Realm.

At this time, he did not light the soul devouring candle he bought from the Yin Spirit Temple, but subconsciously glanced at the dark shadow under his feet.

"Flutter!"

Under his gaze, a sound of flapping wings sounded, and he saw a handsome spirit beast shaped like an eagle falcon, standing silently on his shoulder.

When the shadow appeared, the cultivation of the Ning Dan Realm spread out in all directions, and the tubular pupils quietly looked around.

"Buzz!"

And on it, a unique divine soul pressure of a strange beast is like a flood that opens the floodgates.

"Squeak Squeak......"

I saw that the many yin spirits around them who were originally gathering towards Dongfang Mo all let out a hysterical scream of horror, and then burst out like a tide, and did not stop until they landed dozens of zhang away, not daring to get close to Dongfang Mo at all.

Dongfang Mo sneered, he dared to choose to go back to the Western Regions through the land of the ghost mound, the most important reason was that there was a shadow.

The shadow is a strange beast, and it is the body of a god's soul.

Back then, he fled to the Eastern Regions, this beast was still in the foundation building period, and it was naturally impossible to suppress the countless Ning Dan Realm Yin Spirits in the land of the ghost mound. But now that this beast has broken through to the Ning Dan Realm, he is no longer afraid of the Yin Spirit of the Infant Realm in this place.

"Huh!"

Just as Dongfang Mo's front feet turned into a green rainbow and swept forward, not far behind him, a figure wrapped in green ghost qi came to his back feet.

Biying Zhenren frowned after arriving here, just because in the land of the ghost mound, her divine sense would be greatly restricted, even if she was a cultivator of the Infant Realm, she would not be able to explore too far.

However, she only looked around, and she clearly sensed a trace of mana fluctuations left behind when Dongfang Mo escaped in a certain direction.

So she stomped under her feet, and the ghostly qi squeezed through the shrouded miasma, and chased after it with the faint fluctuation.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo's ears trembled, and he heard a sound of breaking wind behind him, and the speed was extremely fast.

Just when his expression was unusually ugly, suddenly his eyes flashed.

A shriveled corpse lying in a coffin came to his mind.

He remembered that when he came here to cultivate the Demon Suppression Diagram and improve the cultivation of the shadow, he had encountered a blood-colored and black skeleton.

Later, he was led to the depths of the ghost mound by two skeletons, and found a shriveled corpse that had been nailed to death in a coffin by five demon nails.

In the end, the shriveled corpse actually came back to life, and the corpse claimed to be the Black Blood Venerable, who had trapped him with a trapping spirit array, and used a trick to force him to make a move, pulling out the demon nail in the center of his eyebrows.

Now the golden nail is still lying quietly in his storage bag.

But these are not the main things, the most important thing is that Dongfang Mo had learned from the shriveled corpse back then that he had a grudge with the Biying Zhenren of the Ghost Demon Sect that was not small. Even the reason why he was lying in the coffin with a demon nail in his body was also due to Biying Zhenren.

Thinking of this, he looked around for a moment, and then rushed out to the right without thinking.

"Whoosh!"

At his current speed, in just half a moment, he had gone tens of thousands of miles deep into the land of the ghost mound, and came to a place that was extremely empty, with only a lonely grave in front of him.

The tomb was built of broken stones, and it was more than ten zhang high. If you get closer, it invisibly gives people a dull depression.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's nose twitched, and he found that the yin and evil aura in this place was obviously stronger than that in other places.

He had barely taken a few breaths when he suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

"Huh!"

The green light flashed, and the blue shadow real person wrapped in green ghost aura suddenly appeared here, and stood not far from him and watched him with a cold light.

This woman's face is a little pale now, but after seeing Dongfang Mo, a cold smile appeared on her face.

"Don't you run!" Just listen to her.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo did not answer immediately, but carefully looked at the real person in front of him.

Although he had seen this woman before, he didn't have time to look at it carefully. Now that he looks at it, he finds that women are also a rare beauty.

Joan's nose and mouth are sandal, and her willow eyebrows are bright. The face is not powdered, giving people a fresh and refined feeling.

Coupled with the fact that this woman is slightly taller than ordinary people, it gives people a sense of coldness that can be seen from afar.

But he knew very well that the woman in front of him was not a good man and a woman, maybe she was the kind of ruthless stubble of the Nether Fairy who eats people and does not spit out bones. Old monsters like them, who have lived for an unknown amount of time, must not be judged by their appearance.

After looking at this woman, Dongfang Mo still didn't say anything. Instead, he grinned, and Huo Ran opened his mouth.

"Whew!"

The natal stone the size of a dragon's eye shot out of his mouth into the air, and from small to large, it turned into a huge behemoth of seven or eight feet.

Dongfang Mo's fingers pinched, and the natal stone in mid-air was stunned, and then with a rumbling sound, it fell suddenly.

In an instant, I heard a loud "boom", and the huge natal stone smashed on the lonely grave with a height of ten zhang.

"Woo Woo ......"

The grave was cut by stones, and the rocks were ejected in all directions, and a jet black gas gushed out from it.

And the ground shook under his feet, and more than a dozen cracks spread out in the click, extending to the depths of the miasma.

Dongfang Mo emitted a repulsive force all over his body, and easily bounced away the stones that shot in.

"Ahh

Before Biying Zhenren could figure out what Dongfang Mo was doing, an angry roar came from the smashed lonely grave in front of him.

"Boom!"

Then the lonely tomb shook, and at the moment when Dongfang Mo's natal stone floated, one of the stone platforms slowly rose up.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of Biying Zhenren. Especially looking at the stone platform, there was a black coffin, and the woman's face opened her mouth in disbelief.

"Bang!"

The moment the coffin appeared, the lid on it took a huge force and flew out, revealing one of the shriveled corpses.

The corpse was dressed in rags and gray, and its hair was sallow and curly, covered with dust. And he was all over his body, emaciated, like a dried corpse.

It is noteworthy that on the soles of his legs, he was nailed to the bottom of the coffin by two long golden nails.

Dongfang Mo was surprised to find that after he pulled out the Demon Nail, the blood groove left in the eyebrows of the shriveled corpse had disappeared without a trace, and the two Demon Nails on the palms of his hands were also missing, which should have been taken off by this person himself over the years.

And back then, this person was originally only left with a layer of black skin to wrap his body, but now his skin is already full of some flesh and blood. Although he still looked thin, at least he could vaguely see his silhouette, the appearance of a young man.

The most important thing is that this person's aura is also much stronger than back then.

Back then, he was still in the foundation building period, and he could compete with this person who was trapped, but now that he had advanced to the Ning Dan Realm, he felt that this person was extremely dangerous.

"Boy, it's you!"

At the moment when the shriveled corpse appeared, his muddy eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Dongfang Mo with a grim expression. The Taoist priest who pulled out the main nail of his eyebrows back then, how could he forget.

It's just that what surprised him was that after more than 20 years of not seeing, Dongfang Mo had been promoted from the foundation building period of the year to the middle stage of the Ning Dan Realm today, and this terrifying speed was really incredible.

And after seeing the shriveled corpse, the stunned on the face of the real person in the distance finally calmed down, the woman's eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice: "Black blood, the Demon Nail can't nail you, your life is really hard enough!" ”

As soon as the voice of the real person fell, the shriveled corpse turned around.

When I saw this slender figure standing in the distance.

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum instantly erupted from him, blowing Dongfang Mo's wide robe into a hunting sound.

Fortunately, he now has the mid-stage cultivation of the Ning Dan Realm, and under this coercion, his body is like a tall green pine, not moving at all.

The shriveled corpse's eyes revealed a terrifying murderous intent, and he almost squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

"Biying, you slut!"